Lyrics
Isn't it rich?
Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground
You in mid-air
But where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns
Isn't it bliss?
Don't you approve?
One who keeps tearing around
One who can't move
But where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns
Just when I'd stopped
Opening doors
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours
Making my entrance again with my usual flair
Sure of my lines
But no one is there
Don't you love the farce?
My fault, I fear
I thought that you'd want what I want
Sorry, my dear
But where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns
Don't bother, they're here
Isn't it rich?
Isn't it queer?
Losing my timing this late
In my career?
But where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns
Well, maybe next year